Only a few small academies were attacked that night, and only one person died in total, but even so, the next day, in Jiangning City, almost all the big and small tea parties were talked about about these bizarre sneak attacks.

Those academies were probably frightened, or they thought that their strength was limited, and they withdrew from Jiangning early in the morning, but the rumors were deductively processed, and the rumors became more and more disturbing.

Some say it's love killing, and some say it's a small act of making money, of course, most people still vaguely feel that this seems to be related to the month-by-month conference and the thirteen month-by-month orders.

As if to support this last point of view, on the second night, that is, the first night of the evil moon and eight clouds, there were eight murders in the huge Jiangning City, and this time in addition to Confucianism, there were also several monks and Taoist cultivators.

At this time, even the government is anxious. Everyone in Jiangning City is in danger, and the merchants who originally wanted to take advantage of the monthly meeting to make a small fortune suddenly found that business was more difficult than before.

However, Bu An didn't seem to care about these at all, and for several days in a row, he went out with Guang Nian, who disguised himself as a small servant, or went to the teahouse to listen to books, or went to the theater to watch a play, or just wandered on the street.

The people in the city were panicked, Song Shijin and Song Manqiu were also worried about his safety, and they reminded him several times, but Bu'an went his own way as usual, and on the ninth day of the second lunar month, he even went to Jiangning Linglong Fang on a whim.

Song Manqiu was really relieved, and wanted to follow him to the street to protect him, but Bu An refused, saying that she was a girl and always followed her, so she was not afraid of others gossiping.

Miss Song is a girl after all, her face is thin after all, and she was angry for several days after he said this.

By the 11th of February, more than 50 practitioners had been killed in the mystery, and the two academies of Qufu and Lehu finally came forward and mobilized the manpower of several well-known temples to attend the monthly conference and form a temporary watch organization to maintain local law and order on the eve of the conference together with the Jiangning government.

The tens of thousands of cultivators who were originally scattered throughout the city, except for those whose forces were too weak and had no chance of winning the monthly order, had quietly withdrawn from the city, and the rest of them moved to several adjacent streets away from the downtown area within two days.

The Song family had a close relationship with Qufu Academy, and Song Shijin was the object of key care, so he lived in the key protection of Qufu Academy early.

Bu'an didn't persuade Song Shijin to stay, but he refused to move, and was annoyed by their brothers and sisters, so he actually took out the money himself, rented a separate courtyard on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and lived in it with Hui Yuan and Guang Nian.

This move, not only the Song brothers and sisters were puzzled, but the young talents in the city even looked sideways, saying that this person was really arrogant and unsociable.

On February 14, Jiangning City, which had been born for a few days, had another major incident, two young monks of the White Horse Temple were stabbed to death under the noses of everyone, and the murderer seemed to have come and gone without a trace, and there was a lot of rumors for a while.

On February 15, on the Suzaku Street where the Jiangning Mansion is located, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, carrying the goods all the way and shouting, and the passers-by saw that on the shelves he was carrying, the style of the fan and the towel was fashionable, and the workmanship was also very fine, and he couldn't help but take a few looks, even if he didn't buy it, he had to ask the price, teasing and teasing the young man.

This boy is also really interesting, if it is a customer who is pleasing to the eye, the price will be very low, if it is a bad customer, he will deliberately open a high price, or he will not even bother to take care of it.

In this way, by noon, the items on the load had already been sold, and the young man also went into an inconspicuous alley, whispered a few words to a monk and a confucian, and then took off his hat, revealing a round head with only half an inch of hair.

Needless to say, this young man is Guangnian, and at this time, walking beside him are Bu An and Hui Yuan.

The load of goods was casually placed in the corner of the alley, Guang Nian took out the silver harvested in the morning, and made a gesture to hand it to Bu'an, and then heard him say "You can keep it yourself", so he smiled, and the boss unceremoniously stuffed it back into his arms.

"After lunch for a while, do you still come to sell goods?" Guang Nian didn't seem to be rejecting the role of a seller at all, maybe because he could fill his pockets when he returned.

"It's not for sale, and after eating, you go to the six doors to report the crime, and say that the goods have been stolen. Bu An blurted out, as if he had already thought about it.

"I won't go, everyone in the public gate is very fierce, and I, a foreigner, went to report the case, and I had to eat a meal first. Guang Nian said urgently.

Bu An casually threw two ingots of silver, Guang Nian hurriedly followed, and while stuffing them into his arms, he smiled and said: "What will I say when I arrive?

"Whatever you say, just act on the opportunity, and try to find as many catchers as you can to talk to. Bu An said, and took out two more ingots of silver: "As long as you are generous, everyone is willing to say a few more words to you." ”

"I'm a person who sells goods in the streets and alleys, and it's unreasonable to be so generous, right?" Guang Nian scratched his head and said: "What if they target me and knock on my bamboo pole?"

"Go back and let Hui Yuan go with you. Bu An smiled and said: "The two of you just pretend to be a pair of senior brothers, the junior brother is still vulgar, but the senior brother is still a monk in the temple......"

"It's not appropriate, it should be that the junior brother wants to return the vulgar, and the senior brother comes to persuade him, so it's not appropriate, it's better to say that the junior brother stole the treasure in the temple to sell it, and was chased down the mountain by the senior brother, so there is a reason to make a generous move. Guangnian tilted his head sideways and made up nonsense.

Hui Yuan shook his head secretly when he heard this, and muttered: "You have such a ability to cheat, and what are you doing as a monk to study Buddhism." ”

"I have the ability to cheat, how can you be a great monk. Being able to deceive yourself into believing in it is called ability. Guang Nian rolled his eyes, and what he said was naturally Hui Yuan's claim to be a master of Juekong Arhat.

The two monks were arguing, and Bu An was a little speechless when he heard it, but suddenly saw a familiar figure walking by at the mouth of the alley in front of him.

Just as he was wondering if he was dazzled, he heard a familiar voice again.

"Master, look, it's the Qinhuai River over there, right?!"

Bu Anxin was suddenly happy, but he was a little regretful, he thought that no one had come at this time, and Tianmu Academy probably didn't send anyone to join in the excitement of the monthly meeting, but he didn't think that he was still not spared.

He ran forward and shouted, "Song Qing!"

"Huh!" suddenly poked out a head at the entrance of the alley, still with the same detached and kind smile: "Bu'an, why did you come to Jiangning too?!"

Immediately afterwards, a woman also walked to the entrance of the alley, her white clothes fluttering through the hall, and the familiar fragrance came to her face. The bright February spring light penetrated into the alley behind her, but it looked dull in front of the face with a faint smile.

"Master......" Bu An scratched his head and smiled a little unproductively.